Riot Grasper

- Current Erindal, in the office.

What a painful atmosphere in the room.

That, too, should be because Ren's eye for the man in front of him is still sharp.

The other figure is Rick himself, now lord of Erindal and his own brother.

But that word and deed suggests that it is clearly someone else.

Ren and I are the people who were in the Imperial Secret Service.

If you have a disguise such as changing your face to such an extent that you cannot determine who you are with one eye, you have some idea.

That's why I change my appearance to others...... I knew it was ultimately impossible to make my eyes, skin color and even my voice look just like the real thing.

That's not a disguise anymore - it's a 'transformation'.

"Don't stare at me like that. Hey... why don't you go outside?

Such a suggestion was made as to whether he had tried to change the air that was likely to clog his breath.

Ren snorts in silence, even as he is alert.

I will always stay out of the sword, following the man I thought was my brother......

The black sword from Sage to the borrowed pattern felt very comfortable now.

"-Oira, I don't really like this place."

Ren was brought on a scenic hilltop overlooking the city of Erindal.

That place, where the soft breeze trickles down your cheeks, would normally seem comfortable.

But not for Ren.

If you can do it, it's where you don't want to step in.

He only has memories of crying out in this place.

"... because this is where the former lord and his wife were executed. I can't help it."

A young self who could only show willingness to resist by crying.

What the hell did the parents look like climbing the execution bench?

With only a slight opening of the lid of memory, a helpless feeling of helplessness dominates Ren's body.

"I know that, and why are you bringing me here?

Question with a mixed voice.

"... if you or Ray ever saw me through, I was going to tell you"

There is no shadow at all when it comes to being daytime, because this hilltop is a place that is also said to be for people in the city.

To tell a confidential story, it could be a place to hit and put it on.

Gugnali, and the space was distorted.

That was a very odd sight.

Every blink of an eye illusion changes not only the other person's face, but also the color of his hair, the color of his skin, his back length and his clothing.

(i) By the time he had finished breathing, the seer beside Ren had turned into a stranger.

... No, I look exactly familiar.

The three of them were painted in a painting that was decorated in the office.

A blonde man who was laughing beside Rick - Rahal.

"I knew it... was you"

"You have the face you expected. Well, I'm not surprised."

Rahal said that with a view of the city.

"... why did you bring me to this place,"

"Oh, oh."

"I'm not talking about this place anymore."

"What do you mean..."

This is where your parents were executed.

"... you don't have to repeat it, I already know that"

That's why I don't want to stay in a place like this for long.

Rahal inhaled heavily and exhaled for a long time, spinning his words at the same time.

"- I'm the one who sent your parents to the execution table..."

"Become..."

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- In the past, in the Imperial capital Gran Bern.

"Signs of rebellion in the Toggle region......? Oh, such an idiot!

The one who roughed up his voice was the young man who looked good with short, mowed blonde hair - Rahal.

"... Oh, no, I'm sorry I was so excited. I told you on purpose..."

"No, you don't care. Rahal, I heard you spent your childhood away from the capital in Erindal. It's only natural to be upset."

Speaking in a calm tone so that he can fool around, is Duran, whom Rahal has long looked after.

With the soldier recruitment exam, Duran was often entrusted with escorts when visiting the region.

Because of that, he still cares about me this way when Rahal became a Kingsguard.

"also, could you tell me a little more"

"Although disguised, we have information that a significant number of weapons have been transported to the Toggle region. We need to make sure the information is true, but if it's true, there's no way the lord of Erindal, who rules the Toggle region, won't know this fact."

Massive weapons......? The opportunity to use something like that......

"There are not so many reasons to possess excessive quantities of weapons. Originally, the Empire has a history of invading other countries to extend its territory, so it doesn't mean that such rebellions are extremely rare… If they are, I think they will be punished as they deserve. But..."

That's it, Duran says just a little bit.

"... now, this is a bad time"

"Exactly. It is a celebration that Mihasa was born, revealed by the succession of the emperor, but soon afterwards the emperor collapsed and it has not yet been long. Even Alysha, who became queen, still remains unaware of her whereabouts… or she cannot leave her affairs to the young Mihasa, and now the minister Gilbaran is in the process of assuming the real power of administration"

Frankly, the Imperial Palace is somewhat confused.

What happens if a rebellion breaks out in a province at a time like this?

On the occasion of the weakening of the Emperor's power, there is a risk of a chained insurrection in each province, as if it were a flying fire.

That's all, we have to avoid it at all costs.

"Gilbaran seems to be going to thoroughly slap the spark of this rebellion so that it doesn't. By doing so, they are going to be a deterrent to the Lords who are watching how things are going in each region. Of course, that's not the wrong choice…"

Thoroughly slap...... I can easily imagine what that word means for Rahal, who is well aware of the minister's coolness.

The Lord is probably not the only one to be judged.

The punishment would spill over to the lord's family.

"Rik......"

Rahal's heart pulsed loudly enough to tell for himself.

"Um, Master Duran! I'd like you to know that I can't."

"No, I thought that was coming. In order to determine the authenticity of the information, a visiting delegation will soon be organised. Rahal, I'm going to try to help you get elected as an escort."

"Oh, thank you"

"What, because I've been a little bit of an emergent in the last few years, too. That's about as much as I can get through."

Ton, and Duran, who let him slap himself in the chest, now ears to Rahal with a modest voice.

"Oh...... and I have been doing a lot of research on Master Alisha's case, too. Rahal, I know you're very worried, and more importantly, I'm concerned about the Queen's safety."

Duran did so and chuckled.

"Actually, I'm a fan of that one, too."

"Ha ha... eh!?"

"Those in the side chambers who lived in the rear palace were recognized for their rights to acquire a variety of knowledge. I'm also a civilian end, and I have the pride of having that kind of upbringing. Sometimes we were allowed to whip in front of those who wished. In the meantime, I had several opportunities to talk to Master Alisha. Very temperamental… it leaves a strong impression that it is bright and gentle"

Duran loosened his eyeballs, remembering the time.

"At that time, I also heard a little bit about when I lived in Erindal. I thought... Alisha, who was talking about that time, seemed to have the most fun."

On Rahal's shoulder, his hands are gently placed.

"If you can quell a fire before the spark grows bigger, of course, that's the best thing. I hope it turns out well."

- As such, a visiting delegation was shortly formed.

He was Lahar, who was safely elected as an escort to the inspection team, but when he leaves, a nasty sweat tells him his back.

This inspection mission was dominated by ministers breathing, and I thought there was no such thing as someone I knew… only one person, someone I knew, was confused.

"... HELLA!? Why are you..."

With a surprised look on her face, she came to the side without a sound and grinned.

"Oh? It's not Rahal. Why are you here?

"That's the dialogue over here. Why would Hera, who is supposed to be part of the Secret Service, be a grand visiting team..."

"Just because you're a Secret Service doesn't mean you come around with all the work that goes into the dark. Sometimes you act as an escort as a soldier... believe me?

"You can't believe it. I appreciate the help you gave me back then. But no... that's why I don't think you're just accompanying me as an escort"

Given Hera's ability to possess, it's extremely dangerous.

Depending on what you do, it will also be easy to put up smoke where there is no fire.

"It doesn't hurt plain to be denied by the taste. Well, if you don't believe me, that's fine. So, why is Rahal here?

"... As I may have told you before, I spent my childhood in Erindal. I'd rather not worry about this one."

"Oh...... speaking of which, you said that"

"Please, don't do anything weird"

When Rahal said so, Hera only reinforced her narrative a little.

"What. It's not like I'm the bad guy. I still like you a lot, don't I?... but remember. If there are any real signs of rebellion, you'll have to stop them, and you'll know what happens if you leave them alone, won't you?

"It's... I know"

Hera would be right about this.

Just because it's an attached land, you can't miss everything.

"If someone needs to be punished, someone has to be punished. If you mean buying that role and leaving, it even builds a desire to help you... oh, that sounds kind of funny. Hehe."

"Oh, come on..."

After crushing the disturbing words, Hera left only at the end of the greeting.

Talking to her gives me the impression of being very unstable for some reason.

I wonder if you were talking about intelligent opinions without hesitation, like the first time we had a conversation, and you can't read at all where the emotional needle is pointing, like you just did.

Rahal was in such a hurry that the people around him felt that the environment was changing one after the other due to the passage of time.

"What the hell..."

- A few days later, the inspection team arrived safely in Erindal.

To avoid being alarmed, the reason for the visiting mission had become unusual, but just as likely the other party would not be peddling it either.

Nevertheless, on the surface, a room was to be made available at the Lords' Palace during their stay in Erindal on the measure of the Lords' willingness to accept inspections with pleasure.

As I unload in the room, a familiar voice sounds for Rahal.

"- Long time no see, Rahal. I'm surprised you all of a sudden have a lot of visitors. You're not coming home at all. Sometimes they write to me."

... for the first time in years, huh?

"About a knock. You're still not being polite... the lord's son."

I managed to enjoy my eyesight getting hot on nostalgia and blurry vision, whilst slapping my hatred, so I was at my best.

"What the hell is that? Can I be more honest about the joy of seeing you again a long time ago? Well, no... well, let's just go."

"What?... Where?

"Of course, for a drink. I've been picking up fun, noisy stores ever since you went to Imperial City."

"Stop... I'm tired of traveling, so I'm trying to get some rest today."

"Ha. You know, if you're making a scene, it'll get easier."

Trying to take him half-strong is no different than it used to be.

But I don't think that's a bad idea.

Instead, I couldn't hide my cheeks from loosening.

"- Rick... you're no different."